“Stay here,” Declan said, putting a hand on Polly’s shoulder.

Stunned, she stopped as he said and watched as the music unspooled in the headphones. Polly was still able to hear what was said over the tunes.

“Can I help you?” Declan asked the man at the front of the group.

“What makes you ask that?” the man asked.

“Call it curiosity.”

“Curiosity killed the cat,” the man said, his friends ...